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Swati Sarangi

Drama

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Swati Sarangi

Drama

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Pensive I stood at the bank of river

In the water, my image quivered

For it flowed so unsteadily

Carrying many things with it rapidly.

 

I felt nostalgic

As it pulled me back to those days

When I played frantically(as a child)

With those self-made clay toys.

 

I learned to swim along its flow

And my imagination grew manifold.

As far as I recall, I befriended

So many aquatic creatures.

 

The older I grew

More fascinated I felt about its view.

The serenity of the ambiance was

No less than an enlightening dew.

 

I remember to have missed

Innumerous classes of tuition during evening

Just because to get absorbed

In that melodious and divine tuning.

 

Like that transparent water

Time happened to pass further

I entered into adolescence

With ever growing nuisances.

 

As I embraced adulthood

I got transformed into a writer

It sheltered my ideas and emotions

Which very well pacified my mind’s commotions.

 

Its substances-my motivation

Lent wings to every bit of my imagination

Ignited my fallen out passion

And boosted up my dedication.

 

I’m now back to the same place

Everything has changed

With passage of many years

But it stays the same, I clear.

 

I introspect for a while

As well as reflect(upon)

To establish a relationship

Between life and the lifeless river.

 

Life is no different from

That flowing river

And we, human beings-the creatures

Trapped in its endless flow.


  



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